Waiting for the student…

In my Mumbai lifespan, I have connected too many people from the different ways of life. As a friend, colleague, student, neighbor, co- traveller like many. But still I could not forget one guy, 16 year old master Simab Raza. He was completed his SSC and joined for computer diploma in my institute. He was a regular student and was so eager to learn computers. He was very calm, decent, svelte and sincere. He had a special affection to me. Even I had a soft touch with him.

One day when I came back to my room after work, the room owner told me to vacate instantly. I was stunned. Because I have no idea that, where will I move next? From my relatives, no one was ready to help me on that time. Next day when I reach my institute, I was very upset and gloomy. I couldn’t concentrate on teaching too. Simab asked me the reason of my headache. So I shared with this news. He told me to shift the room to his place, where he can arrange a temporary room for me. Soon when our class got over, he came with me to my place and packed my suitcase and bags. Heavy bags filled with my books he put it in the Rickshaw. Around 5 pm we reached his place at north Mumbai , the village called Nallasoppara from Sakinaka where I was  put up. After keeping my luggage in his friends place , he took me to his house. I met his Umma ( Mother) , and his younger sister. She gave me tea and told to take some rest as we both were tired after reaching there. I was surprised to see their concern about me; an unknown person also from another cast, not even from Mumbai. Just they know that I am her son’s teacher. Anyway I had no other option on that situation, to live…(?).

I attuned with my other room partners who are from the North, Kashmir. In that one room flat, we four of them stayed. One South Indian and three North Indian in middle of India!  (Maharashtra!). Every day Simab visited my room and also told other roommates to take care of my things and help me. Later may be after a month, I got a new accommodation with one of my friend. In fact I was looking for a new place because; this Nallasoppara was too far from Mumbai and took me around 1 hour in train to reach my institute. Hectic travelling! So I actuated from there to my friends place. After three months, Simab completed his short term course and left institute. There was no mobile that time, so I couldn’t contact him later. Years passed, but still I remember his innocuous face all the time. He was a God that time for me. Because I was very new to Mumbai and I did not had much contacts or relation. After 13 to 14 years, now I am looking for my dear student Simab, if I can find him anywhere, I will be very much grateful to him. Really I want to meet him. I hope, once I will meet him, and I am waiting for that precious moment.